Coach

My little peanut butter girl
Worrying if she is as smart as she is pretty
Writing metaphors about me
Her best friend

She wonders if she will grow up at all
Everyone else in the fifth grade has a pet
She hears her mom crying at night
She writes me letters from her secret heart

She heals me with kindness and clever things her dad says
She plays the piano so that she can be a drummer

The next time I see her she will be so tall
And in sixth grade